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09.30.2012 , 04:18 PM |
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Week of 9/28/12
- Sometimes, the worst thing about something is when it happens. Even a good thing can end up being not-so-great if the timing is wrong. Write about a time when your character had to deal with something that just plain came at the wrong time.
(Featuring my Bounty Hunter, Kerrick- Human- and Mako and Blizz)
The party is an absolute
and the only thing stopping Kerrick from taking his blaster from its holster and applying it to the inside of his mouth is the fact that he’s getting paid to actually attend it.
Hard to spend his own credits if he’s dead.
have I pissed off to end up on Sith watching detail?
Kerrick gripes internally, standing near the bar at the back of the large gala room. Mostly Humans and a few Purebloods are intermingling on the floor, while a few non-Human species move around with service platters, or are showing the newly arriving guests to their seats.
“Doing alright over there, Big Guy?” the familiar voice speaks up behind the disgruntled bounty hunter. Relief overwhelming him at finally being around someone he can actually tolerate, Kerrick turns to regard the genius girl.
Mako’s inky black hair has been pulled up for the occasion, and the dark blue formal dress she is wearing fits her slender form perfectly.
Kerrick tries to stifle a grin at the thought of Torian’s inevitable objections of Mako coming to attend the gala to keep him company, dressed as she is.
“Good as I’ll ever be,” Kerrick says with a one-shoulder shrug. He lifts his hand to pull at the bowtie tied around his neck, and grimaces when the mini death-trap doesn’t loosen an inch.
Whose idea was it that he wore this dreadful uniform anyway?
“Liar," she cooes.
"Your attire is dashing,” Mako says with a smile, coming closer to him. She lifts her hands and bats his away to loosen the bowtie herself. She does it effortlessly, while giving him an impish grin. “But you look like you’ve been dragged through the sewers on Hutta,”
Kerrick glares at her, and she just giggles.
“Don’t even compare the two,” he growls. “Hutta was
more pleasant this.”
Mako looks around the room, before turning back to Kerrick. She nods, before pulling her hands away and turning her attention to the drinks and treats on the bar.
"That is true,” she says after a moment of silence. “But don’t worry, boss,” she adds softly. “We have a plan to spring you,”
Kerrick raises an eyebrow in suspicion.
“We?” he reiterates slowly. Mako looks up at him, and the smile she gives him is so downright mischievous and evil that it warms Kerrick right down to the tips of his toes.
He’s proud that the girl, so much like a cherished sister he’s never had, has learned some things from him.
“Me and Blizz. He was all too eager to… er, help get you out of this once I told him how miserable you get at formals.”
“Help me? And how is the little guy gonna-”
Kerrick’s words are cut off when a loud explosion rocks the room. Screams fill the air, and another explosion rocks the room. Dust falls from the ceiling, and smoke begins to fog the air.
Coughing, Kerrick reaches out and grips Mako’s forearm, keeping her close to him.
?” Kerrick hisses, as people begin rushing past him to the exits. Mako hacks a cough and tries to wave the smoke away from her nose.
“Uh…well, we never managed to go over details,” Mako says weakly, as Kerrick half-drags her with him to an exit.
Once they reach a corridor that’s filling up with the guests, Kerrick peers back into the room to see Blizz dashing across the floor, a large blaster hoisted over his little shoulder.
When his yellow eyes peer at Kerrick from beneath his hood, the bounty hunter sees Blizz give him a wink. Then he’s gone, disappearing into the smoke.
“That guy is low, dirty and so destructive…” Kerrick mutters, watching the patrons scrambling about to get the situation under control. “He really tried to
a room just to get me free of a
He turns to Mako, just in time to see her nod.
him,” he declares after a moment.
Mako just grins.
... Actually, I think this may fall under "right" timing? Well, maybe not for the innocent bystanders involved...
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